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This is part of The Same Old Dance.
I just felt that it worked better as it's own story.
A dance in the rain.
The flow is steady.
She's soaked to the bone.
White tresses stick to her face.
Green gazes up at the sky.
Clothing soaks up the water, growing heavier.
The rain is something she's always loved.
Growing up she would spend hours in it.
It gave her a sense of contentment and peace.
Even now she still loves it,
Staying out in it as long as it poured.
Though the reason is different lately.
Sorrow has replaced her peace.
And when it's raining,
No one can see the tears falling.